Aka Irish_coffee

French fanfic writer, Victorianist, sanctuary fan, cat mom, yogi and good cook if I dare say so meself 😊

[terramythos]

'People are panicking about AI tools the same way they did when the calculator was invented, stop worrying' cannot stress enough the calculator did not forcibly pervade every aspect of our lives, has such a low error rate it's a statistical anomaly when it does happen, isn't built on mass plagiarism, and does not obliterate the fucking environment when you use it. Be so fucking serious right now

[captainraydor]

[ekingston]

does anyone know wtf word-stream.com is or where to send them a takedown request? i just found a bunch of fics, including my own, hosted on this AI slop site—apparently offering what I assume are AI-generated audiobook versions & (equally AI-generated) ratings and reviews. i can’t take a closer look without signing up, which, no thank you, but it looks like they’re hosting the full fics and are peddling a paid subscription for the trouble of hosting them. can someone more knowledgeable than me explain what our options are in this situation?

[makicarn]

First of all, I'm really sorry to all the authors that have had their works stolen and hosted on this site, this really sucks.

If you try to click on any of the sites, you get a link to the App Store app, which is called "WordStream - Audiobooks".

Who is Ofek Weitzman? Apparently he's also known as Cliff Weitzman, the CEO of Speechify, an AI Voice generator app famous for its partnership with Snoop.

Also, Cliff Weitzman is named as the copyright holder at the bottom:

If you search for Ofek/Cliff Weitzman, you find his name in the terms and conditions for Speechify.

Strange that someone with a legitimate company with a partnership with Brandon Sanderson would put their name behind a shady company stealing works from fanfic writers, but it may be worth reaching out to him on X.

Best case scenario is that someone has stolen the name for an app, but in that case, it would be good for him to know.

Otherwise, it would be good to start a dialogue about how authors can get their works taken down from this site!

[makicarn]

It really does seem like this is the right guy to contact, based on the Youtube channel for WordStream, which features Cliff Weitzman!

Given his desire to work with authors, I hope he's responsive to fanfic writers and can get everyone's works taken down.

[ekingston]

Thank you @makicarn & @fazedlight (see her reblog in the tags) for finding more information!! According to the listings for the app it's only been live since October, which explains why we haven't heard much about it yet. The website also purports to provide access to AI-voiced classic novels like (at a glance) Pride and Prejudice, Moby Dick and Sherlock Holmes, all of which are all in the public domain, which leads me to think the creator of the website wrongfully assumes copyright doesn't pertain to fan fiction.

Per @echoekhi 's advice (who's done invaluable work for fandom with their project Copy-Knight) I have contacted OTW Legal, hoping they can help. Because word-stream doesn't list a formal policy regarding copyright violations, and Weitzman doesn't appear to publically own up to his connection to the website anywhere, (correction: I just watched the YouTube shorts Maki linked to and his face is right there along with the boast that we can access all of these free works for just one teensy payment, isn’t that just SO GENEROUS OF HIM) I agree with them that it's inadvisable to file a DMCA takedown at this point. I wouldn't trust it 1. with my personal information and 2. for it to actually go anywhere. That being said it's definitely something to keep an eye on and obviously anyone whose work is listed there should do their own research and decide for themselves which steps they want to take.

Sorry to bring attention to such a crummy thing right before the holidays!!

[ekingston]

Christ.

This man is asking us to do the work for him, all of us, individually. My man. You had an AI scrape THE ENTIRETY OF ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN to take works without our permission. This is ON YOU.

friends, if you feel like spending your day sending individual notices to this man, please go ahead. I do NOT advise you sharing personal information that you wouldn’t usually share online though.

Also, as a person with a learning disability of her own, and the wife of an elementary teacher who accommodates kids with disabilities like these, using your dyslexia as an excuse to steal people’s work without permission is DETESTABLE.

[crazymcwritesalot]

Is this the world we want to live in?

Readers, do you always leave comments on Ao3? Sometimes only? Imagine by using these sources: how will authors even know that you've appreciated their work?? They won't. The day everyone switches to websites using stolen contents is the day authors will stop sharing their work on a deserted Ao3.

Shame on this sad man.

[out-of-jams]

REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

[janetfraiserspenlight]

Question, how would the ‘too many beds’ trope go down? Like this? :

‘Character 1 blinked, looking at the extensive amount of beds that had somehow been crammed into such a small room. Which ones were they meant to sleep on? “Um, what beds are we..?” they trailed off.

Character 2 turned to character 1, shrugging, “Any, I guess.”

Character 1 nodded, “all right.” Climbing over a bed to get to one up against the wall, they looked over their shoulder, seeing character 2 already settling in their bed. “Uh, night.”

“G’night,” character 2 pulled the cover over their head, and within a few minutes was sound asleep.

Character 1 did the same, falling asleep wondering why on Earth there were so many beds. ‘

Like.. just me or? 😭 it’d be over so soon I don’t get it.

[dexpariosss]

I feel wrong, I’m so human and flawed

[thundergrace]

There will never be another show as cool as Motherland: Fort Salem.

What was the creator even smoking when he came up with that plot? Talk about an original.

That being canceled was just as bad as losing Sense8 to me. The plots were one of a kind. The shows were one of a kind. Nothing fills the void. I like crime procedurals, and when I lose one, I immediately get a slightly different one that replaces it for me. You just don't get that with sci-fi and supernatural shows that manage to do something completely new.

[captain-sassy-socks]

[tinknevertalks]

"Oh my God, I'm back again!" *coughs* to ask you:

Do you wanna write a fanfic? As they say in the film, "The sky's awake, so I'm awake, so we have to play!" It's that brilliant time of year again where we all feel festive (or have festive feelings foist upon us). Fairy lights, foil decorations, foliage inside the house; it's all there waiting for us.

So, do you like writing fic? Do you like reading fic? Do you like going to various places and saying to other fandom peeps, "Omg I love your work!"*

Then this is the fic exchange for you! Today's post is the sign up post. Under the cut will be a list of questions. All you have to do is send me either a DM or an ask with your completed questionnaire then wait for your match!

Last year was a really good laugh. We all had fun, and there was a lovely bunch of new fics available to read (which is always a good thing in that dead time between Christmas and New Year's).

Schedule!

Sign up: 26th Nov - 5th Dec

Matches sent out by 7th Dec

Touching base post: 20th Dec**

Collection open for posting: 26th Dec

Collection reveal: 31st Dec

This is open to anyone in the Sanctuary fandom, regardless of character/shipping preferences. When it comes to fic length, the minimum is 300 words. I don't really wanna give a max (because I know how the muse can get sometimes), but if we cap it around the 2k words mark that should be cool.***

I'll be posting a link to this around the place (and reblogging again this evening for the later crew), and you are more than welcome to message/contact me with any questions, queries or concerns.

Under the cut: the questions!

Username on Tumblr/AO3: (I need a method of contacting you 😊. If you have neither, pop me your email or something? We'll figure it out.)

Things I am comfortable writing: (gen or shippy? Fluff writer or angst? Family feels?)

Things I would not want to write about: (all the things you don't wanna write - characters you dislike, pairings you don't vibe with etc. Also heads up on any triggers you might have - you don't need to explain the whys.)

What I'd like to receive: (go for gold! The more info you can give, the more tailored to you the fic will be.)

What I would not like to receive: (All the things that you do not vibe with, or squick you. Please please please again with any trigger warnings - I don't want a gift to upset you. 😊)

Any other info that doesn't fit in the other questions: (General vibes, could you be a pinch hitter, any thoughts, questions, etc)

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And that's that. 😊 Thank you for joining in, and see you December 7th with your matches!

*I love when this happens. If this is something you do, keep doing it you sparkling diamond!

**If you find you can't finish, or something comes up that means you have to pull out, please let me know so I can arrange a pinch hitter. I won't be angry or disappointed or anything because this is for fun, and your health (mental and/or physical) is more important.

**Obviously, if you find you go over a bit, don't freak out or anything. This is just for fun, after all.

And that's it! I hope you'll message and join the fun, cause just think - more Sanctuary fanfic is never ever a bad thing!

[tinknevertalks]

Ok Sanctuary fam, check your inboxes! A little post elf has been and dropped off your exchange matches! Any questions, comments, concerns, let me know ASAP.

Now, in the words of our fearless leader:

(I wanted her to say, "Shall we begin?" but we all know how the Tumblr gif function is. 😂😂😂)

[briannyssey]

Having a very fun morning where 1000 words of draft are bad and need to get tossed.

This is not sarcasm, I tried to write a big scene a certain way and I'm hitting the point where I'm like "this is out of character, this weakens delivery on earlier plot points, this isn't working," and I'm able to say "okay, I'm gonna try something else."

I think with writing I've faced so much pressure (from myself!) to have everything be good and perfect and working all the time. Being able to draft and say "I've learned something, this time and effort might not have contributed words to a finished draft, but it was still productive" is very nice.

[samsanalien]

(insp) 

[abracadaze]

i feel so bad for nikola tesla like imagine spending years beefing with a guy who has conned the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and you end up dying broke and starving and alone and then 100 years later another guy cons the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and he's doing it all IN YOUR NAME. he must be rolling in his grave like a fucking rotisserie chicken

[satusepiida]

His ghost is setting those cars on fire actually

[coyotegestalt]

I hadn’t really considered “the agnostic demigod of electromagnetism is the reason Musk’s companies fail” before, but I like the concept. 

[blackwoolncrown]

Let’s help him out. Likes charge, reblogs cast

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Nikola Tesla is actually rolling around in this.

So like and reblog to charge the orb.

[crazymcwritesalot]

Trick or treat!

I'm glad you're still at my door waiting for a treat after 4 days... Please come in, have some tea, you must be freezing!

Here's something I've found on an old USB key. It's some Helen whump, don't think I've ever published it. Here you go :) :

It might not be an easy adjustment exactly, but Helen has to admit that having nothing to do on Sundays is somehow less unpleasant than she had first thought it would be when Will had forced her to promise she would drop the habit of working 24/7, bent on controlling everything that was being done in her sanctuary, looking over her employees' shoulder. She smiles. When had her protégé acquired this new self-confidence, she wonders? He had left her with no choice but to subscribe to the schedule he had established, and even Henry had been at a loss for words, his gaze going from his friend to his boss in silent merriment, waiting for her to react according to her standards.

But she had promised Will she would let him be her associate. She couldn't discard his first proof of leadership. That would have put a damper on his mood as well as on their relationship.

So she is there, in the library, one of the only places where she cannot be accused of working, yet a more suited place than her bedroom, where she has always felt it was indecent to be if you didn't want to sleep or write private letters. Can't blame a three hundred and plus woman for being old-fashioned, right?

She belongs in this room like an ancient urn belongs in a museum. She has seen some of the books carefully placed on the shelves in the process of being written, has inspired some even. She understands most of them because she has lived through their context. She has seen the general opinion shift around some of them, as if some authors had been born in the wrong era, a century too soon... She shares that feeling too. Born too soon and now too old. She has never found the century in which she felt right.

She has avoided the History section carefully – living through the twentieth century twice has left her with a kind of allergy to it – moving swiftly towards her own dedicated space in a corner, where an artificial fireplace keeps a small relaxation area warm. The space is intimate, surrounded by curved bookcases loaded with her favorite books: costly signed copies of first editions, mostly, but also old manuscripts, scientific thesis, unfinished novels she had been left with after some of her friends' deaths... More recent things too. Harry Potter is snuggled between Albert's Relativity and H.G's War of the World, and she's sure her two friends would have loved the young wizard.

Today though, she's not exactly there for the comfort brought by her literary friends; from where she sits in her leather armchair, she can watch Nikola work at leisure. She found him a few hours ago when she arrived, looking for a book that could have distracted her from the irresistible itch to go to her office and finish paperwork. She has read Kafka's Metamorphosis once again, thinking she would have taken some pleasure in leaving the man finish his transformation into a freaking Cillobar had she known what a compromising mess his novel would create.

Nikola hasn't moved an inch since page one. He is still lying face up on the sofa in his eternal three piece suit, his head resting in the palm of his hands. She has to focus on his chest to see it slowly rise and fall with each breath he takes, but she knows better than to think he's sleeping. No. He is either trying to break the defenses of her new wine cellar – it had taken her decades to find a suitable system of locks that would resist at least two weeks under his relentless scrutiny – or he was working on an invention.

She knows he is aware of her, peacefully gazing at him. Two world wars and a host of enemies have sharpened his animal instincts. She knows. She has not had a single night of sound sleep herself since the first time she has had to spend a night beyond enemy lines. She was a ninja sleeper, as Henry said.

Nikola is perfectly relaxed. Maybe her presence is as soothing to him as his is to her. He knows she would not let him be throttled while... She feels a thrill travel across her body, from her abdomen to her scalp. She might be witnessing the birth of Tesla's next groundbreaking invention.

“Dear, your thoughts are awfully loud.”

Helen is startled out of her reverie by Nikola's voice, and just like that the silence is broken. He is not complaining though. He is only stating a fact: there's something on her mind and he senses it in the way her heart throbs erratically.

She sighs, and her shoulders relax. Had they been tense? She had not even noticed.

“Sometimes it feels like you know me inside and out.” She begins with a sad smile.

The only movement betraying his attention is the raise of an eyebrow above his closed eyes.

“I know. It feels like we met only yesterday. And yet I know you so well...” He says, half sarcastically, offended by the fact that yes, she just implied that most of the time, she feels like he doesn't know her so much.

Helen is lost in thoughts, and she doesn't realize she has hurt his ego.

“Do you?” she asks, absentmindedly.

“I know you enough to tell that idleness is bad for your mood. You have too much time to think. You should do yoga. Take cooking classes, whatever floats your boat so long as you don't keep on sitting around with your morbid thoughts.”

Helen lets out an exhalation that sounds somewhere between a snort and a sob, and that has Nikola opening his eyes to look at her.

“I'm dead serious. Why do you think churches used to be crammed on Sabbaths back in the good old days?”.

She cracks a smile, albeit a sad one. They are back to their old dynamic as if nothing has happened just before the explosion. Oh he has talked about the kiss first hand, even before she could open her mouth to welcome him to their new home. We didn't have time for a proper goodbye speech and yet I must admit you made your exit really classy. Plus, stealing me a goodbye kiss when I had stolen a hello one from you in Rome? Nice touch. A tad too tragic maybe, but still satisfying from the literary perspective.

That and the way it had made her carefully prepared speech sink at the bottom of her memory had been enough to convince her that neither of them was ready to take their relationship to the next level. Still, she feels a discrepancy quietly lying between how she feels and how she acts around him. It seems like a huge distance is keeping them apart and he isn't even aware of it. Why would he, when he hasn't spent more than a century out of time, keeping away from her as much as possible?

“No one seems to see how much I have changed since I've reintegrated this time-line.” She sighs suddenly.

It's not like her to speak so freely to Nikola, but she desperately needs to let everything out. She only hopes he will understand.

“I don't recognize you. I'd swear you used to work on Sundays. Not that I liked it, it made you boring.” He points out.

She closes her eyes and shakes her head, biting her bottom lip, and that's when Nikola understands he cannot brush the subject away with his trademark sarcasm. A shadow crosses his face. He knows what she's been through more than she realizes.

“Seriously Helen, what's a century or two between us?”

[diebrarian]

Admin: is it really necessary for us to maintain a tumblr social media account?

@jstor : it’s very effective for outreach, actually! We have high engagement with our followers, and we reach many enviable demographics.

Admin: I see. Tell me more about these outreach techniques.

@jstor : **boop**

[lesbinewren]

we need to make using chatgpt embarrassing bc sorry it really is. what do you mean you can’t write an email

[lesbinewren]

“ikr i only use it for-“ whatever you use chatgpt for is also embarrassing. you do not need the plagiarism machine that lies and evaporates water for anything actually

[captain-sassy-socks]

[theleotorrio]

Trick or Treat 👽

You're getting a little ficlet based on a tik tok I saw that discussed how much blood a vampire actually has to drink daily. It's just a fun little thing :)

Will had been with the Sanctuary a few months now and was still trying to wrap his brain around too many things at once: That there used to be vampires was currently on his agenda as he was standing in the elevator with Magnus. His brain went in way too deep and demanded way too many answers he didn't have.

"How many days would a human last as a feeding source for one vampire?"

He did not mean to voice this out loud.

"About two days"

He also did not expect an immediate answer from the woman beside him.

Slowly Will turned his head towards her, staring at her silently.

It took a while for Helen to pick up, what she just said at which point her face turned slightly uncomfortable.

"Ehm, could you perhaps ask that again so I can take some time to ponder the question before answering" she suggested.

Will was still staring as he slowly repeated the question.

"How many days would a human last as a feeding source for one vampire, Magnus?"

Helen could swear his gaze turned a little more terrified.

"Well", she started slowly, pretending to think about it, "considering about 250 grams of blood contain 50 grams of protein and if we assume a vampire needs as many calories as a human, so 2000 calories, it would be", she made an unnecessary pause, "about two days?"

She could barely finish the sentence before Will interrupted her.

"Why do you know that?"

In that moment the elevator doors open, allowing Helen a quick escape.

"Have a good day, Will" she smiled before turned a corner.

[unleashedart]

This was just supposed to be something silly for the besties because I love Declan so much

Fandom: Sanctuary

Song: I Can Do It With a Broken Heart by Taylor Swift